Chapter 1295 - Giving Birth to a Son
At this moment Dongfang Wanqing quickly chided her, admonishing her, “Ruoli, His Majesty and the Empress’s history is none of your business. Stand down immediately.”
“Yes ma’am.”
With that, Dongfang Ruoli hurried away in embarrassment.
“Jiancheng, Ruoli is still young and just wants to protect you, so don’t blame her.” Dongfang Wanqing looked at Murong Jiancheng gently.
Murong Jiancheng remained silent before commenting, “Wanqing, you can stand down as well.”
Dongfang Wanqing froze slightly but recovered quickly and smiled. “Alright, Your Majesty. Don’t forget to dress your wound. I’ll take my leave first.”
Dongfang Wanqing left.
Murong Jiancheng lowered his eyes to look at the divorce papers again. Looking at them made his chest hurt.
Bei Yuewu must have thought of so many ways to tease him,
Dongfang Wanqing’s heart started to itch whenever she thought of this. But she revealed nothing in her expression.
“Ruoli, don’t bother yourself with the Empress’s matters anymore. You’re marrying His Highness in a few days and will become the new Empress.”
Two patches of red quickly appeared on Dongfang Ruoli’s cheeks at the mention of this. All she had to do was envision Lu Yeming’s handsome face, his cold kingly demeanor and her legs would go weak.
Monk Xuanyi’s words that year were finally coming true. She was going to walk beside the Emperor and become the mother of the world.
“Alright, His Highness is outside. He hasn’t left yet, so go take a look at your husband.”
“Yes ma’am.”
…
Dongfang Ruoli ran out hastily and saw two figures in front of her. Lu Yeming’s tall, handsome figure stood into the distance in the night with Fan Men by his side. Fan Men was reporting to him in a low voice.
Dongfang Ruoli’s face was red as she mustered up the courage to greet, “Your Highness.”
Lu Yeming slowly turned around and his deep eyes landed on her small face.
Seeing her, Fan Men retreated.
Dongfang Ruoli walked forward over to his side and said shyly, “Your Highness, you’re going to become my husband soon. I love and respect you deeply and will be a good wife, and… give birth to a son for you as soon as possible. I will give birth to the heir of Country A as soon as possible.”
Lu Yeming’s handsome face was expressionless. Looking at the familiar and pretty face in front of him, he raised his hands to caress her face.
This was the second time he was touching her face.
Even though he hated her, he liked her face.
Dongfang Ruoli’s heart raced as she thought of this. Lu Yeming stroked her face for a while before retracting his hands. “Go back first.”
Nodding obediently, Dongfang Ruoli left in high spirits.
Lu Yeming looked at her vanishing figure before walking back to his room with unreadable eyes. He opened the door.
The garden behind his room was filled with rosary peas.
The rosary peas at the Snow Mountain Residence had already been shifted here carefully and they were already blossoming nicely.
Lu Yeming bent down slowly on one knee and plucked off one rosary pea with his long fingers.
Thump. He grimaced when he felt the pain in his chest wash over him. There was a metallic taste in his throat as blood started dripping from the edge of his lips.
Fan Men was startled and quickly walked up to him. “Master, it’s already been quite a while, why are you still vomiting blood?”
After Mo’er died, he had taken up the Murong name and was going to marry Dongfang Ruoli. He was walking the path that he was supposed to take.
But he hadn’t felt good even once.
Every time he thought of her, he would vomit blood.